Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Now gather ‘round, boys, and listen to my tale, And I’ll tell you my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail.

CHORUS (VERSION # 1): Singing, ki-yi-yippy, yippy-yay, yippy-yay, Singing , ki-yi-yippy, yippy-yay.

CHORUS (VERSION # 2): Gonna tie my pecker to my leg, to my leg, Gonna tie my pecker to my leg.

My name’s Bill Taylor and my love’s a squaw, Livin’ on the banks of the muddy Washita.

I come from Texas with the longhorn cattle, On a ten-dollar horse and a forty-dollar saddle.

Sittin’ in the saddle with my hand on my dong, Shootin ‘jism on the cattle as we go along.

We left Texas on October twenty-third, And traveled up the trail with the 2-U herd.

We didn’t reach town till winter, Eighty-two, My ass was draggin’ and my pecker was too.

I went huntin’ tail from a parlor house whore, But I didn’t have enough, so they kicked me out the door.

With my ass in the saddle and my pecker all sore, I spied a little lady in the whorehouse door.

I asked for tail and I gave her a quarter, And she says, “Young man, I’m a minister’s daughter.”

I took out a dollar and I put it in her hand, And she says, “young man, will your long pecker stand?”

I grabbed right hold and I throwed her on the grass, My toe-hold slipped and I rammed it in her ass.

I fucked her standin’ and I fucked her lyin’, If she’d a-had wings, I’d a-fucked her flyin’.

Five days later, my prick turned blue, I ran to the doctor and he didn’t know what to do.

So I went to another and he said, “Cough,” I coughed so hard my balls dropped off.

I went to another ‘cause my pecker was sore, “By God,” said the doctor, “It’s that same damn whore.” So I sold my horse and I sold my saddle, And I bid goodbye to the longhorn cattle.

The last time I seen her and I ain’t seen her since, She was scratching her cunt on a barbed wire fence.